she's my psycho

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER ONE

THE PSYCHO QUEEN

Bang…

Bang…

Bang…

“Are we supposed to protect the boss’s daughter, or protect them from her?” one man sighed in frustration. “She may end up spilling a lot of blood.”

Another voice chipped in, trembling. “Is she even human?”

Bang.

I stood in between the pillars, waiting for my opps to slip, a sadistic smile plastered on my face.

“Too slow, old man.”

Bang. Bang.

Gunshots rang through the building.

Her mocking laughter echoed in the warehouse, mixing with the sound of gunfire and sending an eerie chill through the hitmen.

“She’s too fast,” a man from the Raydim gang said, fear etched on his face. “How can that little bitch be this strong? Like she’s possessed by the devil himself.”

He turned back, ready to shoot, but was buckled to the ground in an instant.

“Hahaha, amazing,” I heard that all-too-familiar voice. “Really? Is that how amazing you think I am? I never knew you thought this highly of me.”

Hahaha.

(I was lost in my internal monologue when I got caught by this monster.)

“Ahhhh! What are you doing, little bitch? I will kill you!”

“Uhnn… really?” She smiled cruelly, blood smeared across her face. “There’s one thing I actually like. Wanna know?”

Her eyes shone with a strange, dangerous light.

“Tch! Get the fuck off me, bitch!”

“Yeah, too bad. I love blood, and this is where you die.”

Bang.

“Hahahahaha! This is fun. I want more blood. It’s so warm. I want more…”

“Die, you evil being!”

“Uhhhh, me?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

The hitman ran toward her with a knife, screaming at the top of his lungs.

“Pitiful human. At least if you want to try killing me, bring a gun.”

Blood spilled everywhere as she continued fighting. Honestly, this wasn’t even a fight. With her around, it was just bullying.

“Boss! Boss! The chairman’s daughter has gone rogue. I think she’s in that state.”

I looked up at the little miss whose aura screamed murderous intent.

“Shit. How did we let things get to this stage? Mobilize the boss’s daughter if you still want your head intact.”

Everyone is on standby. Fire!

“Isn’t this amazing? So many maggots running around. I will crush them all under my feet. Hahaha.”

As she took a step forward, ready to fight, inducers were fired into her body to make her sleep.

She turned her eyes toward her gang, trying to fight the sleep. Anger rose as she was about to lose control. Then another inducer pierced her body.

She fell.

Before she hit the ground, they pushed a floater toward her.

Silence followed as her eyes closed, breaths controlled, bodies shaking with fear.

Someone whispered, “She’s a psychopath. Don’t you know her nickname?”

Another followed, “She’s called The Psycho Queen.”

“Damn! Who’s gonna carry her now? Absolutely not me,” a bald man said. “That girl terrifies me. I can’t get over when she flipped me over. Even unconscious, she’s scary.”

“Damn, can’t believe this innocent face caused this much damage. I thought she was just a brat throwing a tantrum about coming here.”

“Oh, you are new. That’s why you’re saying such naive words.”

“Good thing the miss is not really injured. If not, the boss would have tortured us personally, taking our limbs bit by bit. Shit, that’s scary.”

A temporary sign of relief appeared on their faces.

“Call the cleaning team to clean this mess up. The building is—”

“Ahhhhhhh!”

“What happened?”

Eyes widened in shock as realization dawned on him.

“The boss’s daughter is not breathing again!”

“Were the inducers too much? Okay, everyone, let’s not freak out. We just followed the boss’s order and induced her if she was ever going to crash out after the mission. I didn’t expect this.”

“We are dead. Either we kill ourselves here or face the boss.”

“We can’t face the boss. He’ll shoot us dead, drown us in acid, or throw us into one of his abandoned islands. I don’t want to die now. My parents haven’t enjoyed my money yet. Day one of work as a hitman and shit like this happens. How unlucky can I get…”

Amelia’s POV

A small smile crept onto my face as I heard them ranting.

I can’t laugh now. Let them panic a little more.

Actually, this wouldn’t have happened if they removed these damn needles from my body before celebrating.

The truth is, the inducers just weakened me. I didn’t fall asleep.

I had to teach them a lesson for their negligence. I’m sure Daddy’s gonna be so proud of me.

Tch. This stings.

Daddy might be mad. He said I shouldn’t kill anyone. I got a little—maybe not little—too excited and started a killing spree.

Uhnn. Shit. Shut the fuck up, all of you, and remove these damn needles from my body.

The noisy warehouse became silent after they heard my voice.

“Lil Miss… are you really alive, or is this your vengeful spirit speaking?”

Cold sweat broke out on their bodies.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Everyone took a step back.

“I swear by anything you serve, if I, Amelia Kar, stand up from this spot, I will kill you all. Hurry over here and remove these things.”

The hitmen ran toward me, stumbling in their haste. They removed the needles.

“Even a slug could do better,” I mocked. “You only know how to piss your pants in battles. Pick up your pace, or I’ll lose my temper.”

Finally, the needles were out.

I stood up lazily, stretching—then everything went black.

“Mr. Cel, what have you done? We have to take her to the hospital immediately! Get the car! Let’s go!”